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... depths of our trauma. Trauma that we neither accept nor deny. We keep it bottled up until it fills and fills and fills—until the bottle can't take it anymore. Until the bottle can't hold on anymore, leaking out as cries, tears, and anger.
Then, with just one more touch of misfortune, the balance breaks. The peace fades, exploding into pure chaos. As people say, all it takes is one bad day for your true self to come blurting out. The true self that was there from the start—festering, wai ...
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